The day i first met her
She moved along like a timed slide show
With grace and chaste in her stride
Swinging her hips like a desert Carmel
And stepping on the ground like it hurts.
That’s when i first saw her.
Meeting her was a dream come true,
Speaking to her was like melting the snow.
Her voice like the ocean singing low
With no turbulent waves to alter the flow.
That’s when i first met her.
Touching her was like food to a pauper
Her skin smooth like a silk wall
Her body soft like sheep wool
That’s when i first touched her.
Holding her in my arms,
Being with her all my life
…was never imagined
For it never happened
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Grumpy Old Man by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Владимир Высоцкий – Тексты для капустника к 5-летию Театра на Таганке
- Владимир Британишский – Крылов и тверяки
- Sonnet Xiii
- The Human Tragedy ACT III poem – Alfred Austin
- The Princess (part 5) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Из всех искусств кинематограф
- America by Tony Hoagland
- The Highland Broach by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Маяковский – Протекция
- With All Thy Gifts. by Walt Whitman
- Come, Rest in this Bosom by Thomas Moore
- Circulation by Raymond Carver
- Stop Looking For Broken Heart Poems and Quotes and Win Your Ex Back Instead!
- Song—Anna, thy Charms by Robert Burns
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
